*** Okay, I know it's been a while since I've updated. 1) I am not good at fluff and romance and 2) I'm trying to work on my book and other shorts to get published (my dreeeeam!!!!). Please enjoy and review. Let me know what you think and maybe I'll grace the lists of FF.net with another sappy, fluffy romance (but see, I don't know if I'm any good, so you have to let me know!!!) Thanks!!! REVIEW!!!***
Sweet Words I Want to Hear
Chapter Four
Kagome fell upon her bed, shaken and ragged. Breathing heavily from her run, she forced her face into her soft pillow, the darkness of the night wasn't enough. She wanted all the light that ever was to be shielded from her undeserving eyes.
Her body trembled as a cold wind blew through her room, touching her with icy fingers to drain the warmth from her, but she didn't care.
She only wished for the wind to take her away. Take her far from the terrible place she had cornered herself in. Those words wanted to come out so badly, forcing their way into the open through her salty tears. Bawling them into her pillow where no one else could hear.
How could someone like Inu-Yasha care for her in such a way? It was impossible. It was cruel to even allow herself to think in such a foolish way!
But didn't she deserve it?
Why is it, Kagome cried silently to herself, that whenever I like a guy they never like me back?
What is it about me . . .
Well, she wasn't Kikyou to begin with. Kagome trembled even harder.
Kikyou . . . with her perfect hair and those pathetic doe eyes.
Kagome's grip tightened around her pillow at the very thoughts . . .
It was good that she came back . . . away from Inu-Yasha . . .
Maybe she wouldn't even GO back!
But the concern that was there . . . in his eyes . . .
Kagome felt herself weaken again as a new flood of tears soaked her pillow.
Oh if God could only strike me down right now, she sobbed. Just strike me down!
"Kagome?"
The voice was soft.
Gentle.
Worried.
Kagome tensed on her bed, her fingers white around her pillow . . . but she never looked back. She knew who it was.
"What d-d-do you w-w-want, I-Inu-Y-Yasha?" she whimpered.
The hanyou slipped into her bedroom with a gentle pad upon her carpet, the curtains bowled around him from the window where his hand still gripped. She felt so stupid laying there before him, sprawled out upon her bed with her face stained and blood red with the tears she felt and he stood there, watching her like this . . .
Watching her act so foolishly vulnerable . . .
She drove her face further into the shelter of her pillow. "W-what do you w-want?"
"Why were you crying?" the words after the chase have almost always been harsh and tart with resentment of her unwillingness to fight things out, yet they weren't. His voice was soft. Well, soft for Inu-Yasha . . . soft like an annoyed soft . . .
Kagome felt her heart flutter at such gentles and shivered. "I-I'm j-just being stupid."
"Stupid as in what?"
"Stupid as in being a stupid girl." She spat with bitterness, pushing herself onto her knees upon her bed, her hair tangled and moist with her tears. "Inu-Yasha . . . please go home."
The hanyou made no move, his shining eyes watched her carefully. "You didn't answer my question."
"I did. I told you," she muttered, flattening the wrinkles of her sweatshirt about her as she reluctantly kept herself straight. "Stupid girl things. You can go home now."
"Look at me." Inu-Yasha demanded in a stern tone that sent a shudder down Kagome's spine.
She didn't want to look at him. It would be hard, painful even to peer into his eyes with the sadness she felt in her own.
She did not want him to see her as she was . . .
"Look at me." He repeated, his voice even more stern as he stepped towards her within the shadows of her room, his silvery hair falling about his strong shoulders and back in gentle sweeps of moonlight.
It was hard, but she did as he asked. Pulling herself to her feet from her bed she stood before him, her eyes lowered to stare at the dark red of his kimono, the thick crease that wrapped up to his neck where his rosary bound him. She shivered as if she had still been out in the cold . . .
"Look at me." The hanyou said again, only this time his words were soft . . . softer than the tone he used to soothe Kikyou . . .
Finally, she did.
His eyes sparkled down upon her in their demonic gleam, amber and shining with an emotion she had so rarely seen in him. Stronger even than the day he had seen Kikyou within her and reached to kiss that mirage.
Kagome felt weak in his eyes as she felt her sadness melt away, the thoughts of words that would have shattered her life to pieces evaporated with her worries as he took her hand softly in his. Gently he held it up to his chest where she felt his warmth against her palm . . . his soft heartbeat . . .
"Inu-Yasha . . ." she muttered, never losing his gaze. "I . . ."
"Why were you crying?" he asked again.
It was not one of those romantic scenes that filled the adoring eyes of the hopeless romantics of the universe where the man confesses his love and sweeps the girl off her feet. It wasn't even a fairy tail moment with a 'happily ever after'. It was sweet, not exactly what she expected from him, even when his warm fingers stroked the top of her hand . . .
"I wanted to tell you . . . I needed to know . . ." Kagome stammered for a reason to speak her mind, but her words fell short within the moment, her eyes glistening as she began to feel unforgettably lost within the amber universe that were his eyes. "H . . . how do you feel . . . about . . . about me?"
There was almost a shock in those adoring eyes as he dropped her hand from his.
Kagome felt her heart lurch at his reaction . . . she knew it . . .
She knew this would be how he'd react!
"How can you ask such a question?" he barked, flinching at the pain that streaked across Kagome's face. He grabbed her arm and pulled her into him as hard as he could until the warmth of their bodies became a shared thing.
"I . . . Inu-Yasha . . ." Kagome whispered in shock, her chin finding its way onto his warm shoulder as his arms wrapped around her. Strands of silvery hair tickled her nose and his warm scent filled her nose, but she didn't move . . .
At first, she didn't even react until she found herself putting her hands around him too.
"You're cold." He muttered into her ear.
Kagome had not even realized how cold she truly had been . . .
They stayed together like that for a long time with the wind blowing from the open window and the night birds and crickets creating a symphony against the moon. And still, they moved not to the sounds of the world, listening to each others breaths in the silence they had created for one another.
The world Kagome wished she could always remain.
"You know how I think about you." Inu-Yasha said after a long while, not quite sure if Kagome was still awake in his grip. "I think about you all the time. Every time you're in danger I get scared that I might lose you . . ."
Kagome felt her heart quicken . . . she was certain Inu-Yasha felt it too because his arms tightened. She could feel him press against her, pulling her even closer to him than she thought she could ever be, deep within the plush of the warmth of his kimono. Never had she felt more safe than at that moment, with his scent consuming her world.
"Inu-Yasha . . ." she felt his name slip from her lips . . .
"I love you . . ." he finally spoke, interrupting her words as she struggled to form them.
Interrupting her heart as it skipped a few beats in her chest . . .
At first, she felt lightheaded, as if she would faint. But at least she was certain he would catch her.
Certain . . .
They remained there for the rest of the night, together in their embrace, neither daring to move lest they lose themselves to the world again. Golden rays from the mother sun shed light upon the room again, bringing the daytime sparrows and swifts into song to wake their mates in the dewy morning . . .
And Kagome awoke . . .
Her bed had never felt so warm as she lay there alone . . .
Suddenly, she couldn't remember where she had been. The dream she had was so wonderful, a glorious thing that filled her throbbing heart with a consuming disappointment as she found herself not in the arms of the hanyou that said he loved her . . .
Had he said it? Had her dream been real?
No longer were they together, though she still rested in her dark sweatshirt . . .
She was tucked into bed, she realized. The corners of her comforter were turned in while she rested, not something that occurred naturally . . . especially the way she was told she slept . . .
Gently she tugged at the corners slipped under the mattress and leaned over the side of the bed . . .
The carpet where she had dreamed they had stood together still had the impressions of bare feet . . . two sets . . .
And the smell of Inu-Yasha's musk still filled her . . .
***And that is the proof that I can't do romance – LOL. So, wha'd ya think? Please review!!! I know it's been a while since I updated, but I have been so busy and deserve some reviews yet!! PLEASE!!! Let me know what you think and maybe I'll try to write another sappy love story for ya!!! :0) REVIEW PLEASE!!!! Thank you!!!***
